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By Misti Date: 2003 Jul 06 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.06.03.12.19728]] |
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to survive if surviving is your goal you have to be invisible as wallpaper as white paint in the background, yeah not too colorful, yeah taken for granted no scent no voice no blood to speak of you better not shout you better not pout you better walk the straight route one tiptoe at a time try to achieve the sublime and you're pretentious yank the reason outta rhyme and you're contentious don't build fences let everyone and their dog inside you can't act like you know more than the little sheep down the lane you've got to graze the green grass and not gaze upon the sky if your name is Twilight Mankiller it would be to your benefit to change it to Traci or Teresa Jones if you're a Damien Echols go with Bob Smith don't learn all the myths that other people take as gospel be hospitable to demons 'cause sometimes those bad boys are angels in drag turn down your music tune in to the easy listening station trade in your satanic t-shirts for Wal-Mart crews in red, white and blue believe that Jesus can save you and nothing else matters respect your Mad Hatter elders and perfect your Mr. Rogers manners and Captain Kangaroo smile cut off your own balls or clit if you think that will help become someone else courtesy of Celexa/Prozac/Wellbutrin/Zyprexa finish hating your parents and yourself in a week's stay in the hospital on the hill that has bars on the windows and juice boxes in the fridge go to bed on time and don't sleep through art therapy or you'll be bloodying your fists on quiet room walls you best dumb your punk ass down burn your Wicca/astrology/Nietzche/Darwin/Anasazi books find solace in the revelations and affirmations of Thomas Kincaide/Charles Stanley/Kathie Lee Gifford and the Apostle Paul who gave up sex 'cause J.C. was his boyfriend go to the mall and buy yourself a Total Request Live identity be Jessica Simpson be an American Idol quote Dubya without irony put a bumper sticker on your soccer mom SUV that says Got Jesus? that will make other people ponder and say Hmmm...I now realize the error of my ways your light will shine bright don't hide it under a bushel, no and don't let Satan blow it out shout at the Devil burn Marilyn Manson cds and throw witch babies in the chlorine see if they will float don't rock the boat throw that anchor down you will be the toast of the town in all your pasty angelic glory. |